The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

higher than Samuel’s, and he was

Samuel to

50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud

head bled again, and his body hurt

did not take another glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol team sees it, your sect contribution points will be

but Sandra repeated

afraid, and he showed a proud and

“Don’t worry about it.

and fights that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at most only

someone will you be

deducted, and after I’m done, Peter will surely

quietly remembered the

your stance, it seems that you’re

blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm! The Shooting Stars

of Albert,

even arrived, the next palm followed immediately

like stars falling after one another, giving others an extremely oppressive

surrounding air appeared to have condensed

and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was

ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for

eyes were cold as he used the Ursa Major’s Blurred

blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows was

he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of indescribable

between a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to

John’s expressions instantly changed.

movement like

attacked, there was no

let out dozens of palms which immediately

more than dozens of palms condensed into

Bang!

explosion, and visible airwaves

he did not

he slapped

that John struck, his figure swayed

It was a phantom!

at this time, he heard a mocking laugh behind

we’re out of the sect, you’ll already be

and every hair on him

around, John was already